Existence

My brother's room has two windows. In one window, you can see a fire tree from afar, with its vibrant orange blossoms resting on its green leaves. The other window overlooks the horizon east of our neighborhood. Every time I look at the sunset and the burst of pink, purple, and orange enveloping the sky through that window, I feel a lump on my throat.

Cliche as it may sound, I am struck with the beauty that is before me through that window. I'm absorbed by the thought that if everything I see through that window is an accident of nature, how can an accident be so beautiful, so balanced, so perfect?

Why is the sky blue? Why can't it be neon green, and why is neon green painful to my eyes? Why are the clouds soft and velvety, why can't it be square and rigid? Why are the leaves green, why can't they be black? Why do my hands bend on its joints? Why do I have a pair of eyes? Why is a smile a semi-circle facing up, not facing down? How can I read these words? These are just a combination of lines and symbols, but I know the meaning to them. How was I able to do that? How does my brain work? Why do I think first before I write, and not write before I think? Why can't I switch it to any way I want?

I chose a point in history and remember how I felt that time. Hm, let's see. How about the time of Hitler and the Nazis? Or how about World War II? I forced myself to remember any feeling. I was null; I was nonexistent. I felt nothing, I can't recall anything. But now, I'm feeling, living, breathing in a certain time and space where the people of the future will never recall themselves from. Existence is mysterious and mind-blowing.

Existence is overwhelming, and I have a hard time picturing it as an accident. It is more like a design, a system of systems, a cycle of cycles that interact to build the grandiose picture of what I witnessed through my brother's window.

An accident isn't a balanced system, so existence must be a design. The "design" must have a "Designer".

Who influenced me to think that the sunset and the fire tree I see every afternoon is beautiful? If I think that those things were beautiful, then the "Designer" must have thought the same. That "Designer" must have left a mark on me because I am a part of that "design" as well.

Aren't you glad that the "Designer" planned that someone like you will become part of the history and be a human being? You are able to reason, to realize, and to understand the depths of many things. When you think about it, there is one thing you can't deny.

There is a Designer. There is a God.

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